The living room was quiet, with sky blue lights pouring in from the wide-view balcony, shaking slightly.
I don't know how many people dream of living in such a house, but Jack White felt a sense of loneliness in his heart.
No matter how good these things are, what kind of them belong to him?
When he came out of the house, Jack White saw an woman standing at the next door at a glance, short pants and vest, big white legs shining in lite of night, and the whole body exuded the heat of youth and hormones.
Mila Johnston smiled at Jack White.
Jack White walked over and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be my next door."
Mila Johnston smiled and said, "I didn't expect Jasmine Palmer's husband to be you."
What a coincidence.
"Come in and talk." Mila Johnston invited Jack White in
